Leela's POV
I woke with a pounding headache and my whole body ached. Suddenly this huge wave of nausea came over me and I ran to the bathroom, emptying the contents of my stomach in the toilet.
I sat on the tiled floor for a moment, resting my head on the bath beside me.
After a few moments I got up and left the bathroom, going back to the bedroom and sitting on the bed, thinking. Why did he do this to us? Did he ever love us?
Suddenly I felt a flood of tears come gushing down my cheeks and I couldn't stop them.
Trevor's POV
I woke up to the faint sound of crying.
I got up and walked to Leela's room and she was on the floor, leaning against the bed with her legs pulled tightly to her chest.
I just wanted to comfort her, seeing her cry made me feel things that I'd never felt before, I just wanted to make it better.
I walked up to her and knelt down beside her. I put my hand on her leg, causing her to jump slightly, then she looked up at me with tears running down her face.
I reached out, wiping her tears away and I noticed her crying had subsided a little, although not completely.
"Why weren't we good enough?" she asked in a fragile voice.
"You were" I whispered, knowing who she meant.
I lifted her chin up so that I could look her in the eyes "You are, don't ever think any different"
"NO, he never loved us, he lied to us, he doesn't care" she got up, frantically wiping her tears away "He doesn't care about me" she said, turning away from me.
I got up and made her look at me.
"He does care, he's your Dad, of course he cares, he loves you" I told her with conviction.
"Then why did he lie? Why weren't we good enough?" she said, barely a whisper.
"I don't know, you'll have to ask him that" I told her gently, pulling her in for a hug and I felt her cling to me like I was the only thing keeping her from breaking.
Leela's POV
As soon as I felt his arms around me I felt safe... loved.
We stood there for what seemed like an eternity until I felt him pull away slowly.
He reached his hand out and tucked some hair behind my ear and I could see him lean in, it was like time stood still for a moment. Leaning in, he placed a gentle kiss on my cheek, then he pulled back slowly and I could feel the sparks. I wanted to kiss him, but I didn't, I just watched as he pulled away.
"Never think it was your fault" he said in a tender voice, before leaving the room quickly.